Couldn't Care About It Anymore

After a while, with tears on her face, Elizabeth rushed out of the kitchen in a hurry with a kitchen knife in her hand. She thought that she must be crazy, so she kept muttering to the lock. "You must be changed..." As she murmured, she raised the kitchen knife in her hand and chopped wildly at the lock. No matter how solid the lock was, how could it be a match for a knife? After she chopped the lock more than ten times, the lock was finally broken. Half of it was embedded in the door, and half of it was broken into pieces and fell to the ground. Seeing this, Elizabeth laughed again. She threw away the kitchen knife in her hand and raised her hand to touch the half lock on the door as if she had been bewitched. She whispered sarcastically, "Look at you. How good it would be if you could change earlier!"  After that, she smiled coldly, but she didn't have strength anymore and fell to the ground feebly.   At this time... there was nothing left by Zena in this house, right? However, a voi